LOGINOnce inside my room, I shot Jessica a quick message. I needed something to release this tension building inside me before I exploded and who better at that job than my free to use whore, Jessica?
She knew her place which was serving me. She never asked for more than I was willing to give which made her perfect for the job. It didn't take long before she pushed the door open and shed the long coat hiding her nakedness. "I didn't expect you to call me so soon." She started but I was in no mood to chit chat or explain shit. "Shut up and kneel before me." I ordered and she dropped immediately. Her hands worked on my slacks, unzipping and freeing my aching cock. I grabbed her hair, pulled it back then shoved my thick cock down her throat until she gagged. "Fuck!" I groaned as the warmth of her mouth wrapped around my cock. I held her there, not letting her breathe and not letting her adjust until her throat convulsed around me and her fingers dug into my thighs. The reason I called her was because I needed something warm and completely under my control because everything else tonight had been slipping through my fingers like smoke. I drew back slowly then drove forward again. Harder and deeper this time. Jessica gagged and sputtered, eyes watering and her throat working desperately around my length. I looked down at her and closed my eyes. In the darkness behind my eyelids, another image filled my mind. Suddenly, it wasn't Jessica kneeling before me. It was Reina. Those dark eyes looking up at me, wide and watering. That pretty little mouth of hers finally put to a use that suited it better. Her throat working around me while tears tracked down her cheeks as she took every inch My forbidden obsession and the object of every filthy fantasy I had no business having. I gripped the hair in my fist tighter and drove deeper chasing that image. I let it drag a roughness out of me that had nothing to do with Jessica. Jessica gagged again and her nails broke the skin on my thigh. I didn't stop. I rolled my hips and used her mouth the way I needed. One hand twisted in her hair and the other braced against the wall, my jaw tight. I was mid thrust when something hit me. A scent so intoxicating it had my cock straining painfully even insíde Jessica ‘s mouth. Reina was here, outside that door and probably listening. For a moment, my entire body went still and my jaw tightened. I felt my cock slowly deflating even as Jessica sucked it like her life depended on it. It's like someone just poured ice cold water on it. “ Fuck!” I groaned, frustration eating me up. I pulled my cock from her mouth and shoved it back into my slacks. Jessica looked confused at my actions. “ Alpha…” she started but I shot her a warning glare, shutting her immediately. “ Get the fuck out of my room.” I roared. I could feel my beast losing it, demanding we claim the little bunny letting her arousal perfume the area. Jessica scrambled to pick her clothes before leaving without another word. She looked pissed but that was not my problem. I stormed out of my room before I could talk myself out of it. My beast was done being reasonable. He was done being patient and pretending that the scent bleeding under that door wasn't reducing two years of restraint to nothing. She was right there. My little horny bunny was in the hallway,frozen against the wall like she'd lost the ability to move. Her towel was still clutched around her body, eyes blown wide the moment she saw me come through that door. That was her cue to run and I begged her inwardly to do that. She didn't. She stood there, those sinful eyes shimmering with nothing but lust and…a hint of fear. Good. She should be afraid. She should be running away from fear. "What the fuck are you doing here, Reina?" I snapped, my voice coming out low and controlled. But that kind of control was one thread away from snapping entirely. "How dare you eavesdrop on my door?" "I — I wasn't — I just…" She stammered, pressing herself further against the wall like she could disappear into it. I stepped closer and she swallowed hard. "You just what?" I said quietly, hoping she could confess those filthy dark desires to me. She didn't. Her mouth opened and closed, her eyes darting sideways like she was calculating whether she could make it past me. She couldn't and she knew that. I took another step and watched her chest heave, pupils dilating and her breath shortening. Her scent sharpened into something so thick and sweet it hit the back of my throat like a fist. My resolve was crumbling. It was fucking crumble with every secund that passed and every inch I closed between us. I told myself I was angry. But the anger and the want had always been the same thing when it came to her. Standing this close, inhaling her scent and our lips inches apart, I could not find the line between them anymore. Her eyes dropped to my mouth then came back up. My hand moved to her waist before I could stop myself. The reward? She let out a soft breathy moan. Reina fucking moaned for me and that always undid me. The sound of it was soft and helpless. It slammed into me like a thunderclap. I looked down at her. "Did you just moan?" I asked with a growl and her face flooded with heat. "I didn't…" She attempts to protest and fuck, that had my slacks tightening. "You did." I pressed my palm flat against her waist, feeling her warmth through the towel. I watched her eyes flutter. “Just my hand on your waist and you're already falling apart." I tilted my head. "How long have you been standing out here, bunny? How wet did you get listening at my door?" "Charles…" She breathed out my name and I swear nothing could beat the sound of my name rolling off her lips. "Alpha." I growled, trying to hold on to some pathetic control. I'd be lying if I didn't imagine that voice moaning out as I slammed into her, filling her womb with my pups. “ You can call me Daddy too.” I whispered with a dark chuckle and watched as her thighs pressed together. Seeing her reaction, something dark and possessive settled in my chest. I dropped my hand from her waist and slid it between her thighs instead. She gasped, her back slamming against the wall and hips jerking forward instinctively to meet the contact. She was soaked. Completely, embarrassingly and devastatingly soaked. For me. I held her gaze while my fingers worked through her folds slowly and deliberately. I didn't go in entirely, just gave her enough to make her knees buckle. "Look at you," My voice dropped to something quiet and filthy. “ You are dripping standing outside my door while I handle another woman." I pressed deeper and watched her mouth fall open around a moan she was desperately trying to swallow. "This is what you came here for, isn't it? This greedy little pussy couldn't wait." "Daddy…" The moan broke out of her like she couldn't stop it. Desperate and unguarded. Something in my chest pulled tight. I pushed two fingers inside her. She cried out, hips rolling forward. Her hands flew to my forearm, gripping like I was the only solid thing left in the world. I worked her slowly and deliberately, watching every reaction move across her face. The flutter of her lashes. The parting of her lips. The way her head fell back against the wall and her entire body chased my hand like she'd been starving for this. I watched it all. Memorised every reaction. Fed my black soul with that image of her at my mercy. I curled my fingers and watched her spine arch off the wall. "Is this what you wanted?" I whispered lowly into her ears. “You wanted my daughter to walk into you taking her father's fingers in your greedy little cunt?" She whimpered, her walls clenching around me. Her reaction was honest and brutal. I worked her harder, my thumb finding her clit Her broken moans filled the hallway, her nails breaking my skin. She chased that orgasm and looked shameless doing it. She came apart in under a minute. Her whole body shook as she came in a broken cry that she muffled against my shoulder. Her hips trembled, her walls clenching around my fingers while I worked her through every wave without mercy. I felt every second of it. When it was over I pulled my hand free, stepped back and straightened. I looked at her, wrecked against my hallway wall. Chest heaving. Legs barely holding her up. Eyes dazed and dark and still swimming with want. It was a beautiful sight but completely wrong and forbidden. My expression settled back into something composed and cold. I reverted back to Alpha Charles, like the last five minutes hadn't happened. I lifted my fingers and held her gaze while I cleaned them slowly. "Go to bed, Reina." I turned and walked back into my room, closing the door behind me.CHAPTER 49REINA'S POV I caught up with Iris right outside the main showroom doors. She was standing by the glass railing near the entrance, her arms folded tightly over her chest, kicking a small pebble off the concrete curb with the toe of her shoe."Iris, wait up," I said, catching my breath as I stopped beside her."I can't stand her, Reina," Iris snapped immediately, turning to me with her cheeks flushed red from anger. "I literally cannot stand her. She acts like she can tell me what to do or influence my decision just because my dad lets her tag along.""I know, she's annoying," I said softly, placing a hand on her shoulder. "But you're really going to let her ruin this for you? Your dad offered to buy you a car today, Iris. Any car you want."Iris scoffed, looking away toward the parking lot. "I'm not going back in there so she can keep throwing little fake-nice jabs at me.""Then don't let her," I reasoned, leaning against the railing beside her. "If you walk away right now
CHAPTER 48REINA'S POV My head was still banging from the alcohol I drank at Micah's place last night. What's worse was that my lower back hurt like crazy and I had unsurprisingly slept in after such a wild night and now I was running late.“Shoot, Iris is going to kill me,” I literally raced up to our apartment to find no one home.“I'm waiting for you at the park close by,” Iris’s text popped up.I hurriedly had my bath and changed into new clothes before running down to the park to meet up with her. Naturally, she was waiting by the closest bench to the road with her hands on her hips, tapping her foot on the ground."Well, look who finally decided to grace me with her presence!" Iris called out the second I walked up to her."I am so sorry," I said, quickening my pace to reach her. "I lost track of time while getting ready.""Lost track of time, my ass," Iris snickered, sliding into the driver's seat of our temporary rental while I got into the passenger side. "You went complete
CHAPTER 47REINA'S POV By six o'clock on Friday evening, Micah was standing right outside our apartment door, wearing a fitted shirt and jacket that made him look stupidly attractive. He carried a single red rose, presenting it to me with that charming grin of his."For you," he said, stepping into the hallway.“I half expected you to come with a truckload of bouquets,” I laughed as I accepted the flower from him.“I was going to but I had a feeling you'd think I was doing too much,” he admitted.“I'm glad you did this instead because I wouldn't have known what to do with so many flowers,” I smelled the rose before setting it down on the entryway console table. "Where are we going?""You'll see when we get there," he chuckled, offering me his arm.He took us to an upscale Italian restaurant on the north side of town. The ambiance inside was soft and cozy, lit by low candlelight with quiet jazz music playing in the background.The entire evening felt dreamy in so many ways.Over dinn
CHAPTER 46REINA'S POV Surprisingly enough, Steven actually kept his word.Sure, I warned him about that but I didn't really think he'd be this obedient. He stopped texting me for no reason, even the subtle threats in the middle of class had all stopped.It was as if the moment we crossed that line on Micah’s living room couch, the leverage he had been holding over my head simply ceased to exist.If anything, we barely spoke directly to each other over the next few days. When our friend group met up for quick lunches between lectures or walked out of the faculty building together, Steven stayed surprisingly quiet, keeping his distance and letting Micah do most of the talking.But that didn't mean things were back to normal.Every time I saw him, the memory of what we'd done will keep flashing in my head. And no, it wasn't guilt I felt, surprisingly. Instead, a feeling I couldn't quite put a name on was slowly growing inside of me. A desire birthed from the thrill that came with che
CHAPTER 45REINA'S POV We fucked on the sofa, in the bathroom with the water running, in the balcony, on the marble counter, on the living room floor and even right on Micah's bed. I'd never been this bold before and to be frank, I wasn't but Steven had me on a chokehold that I couldn't care less where we did it as long as we did it. I wasn't sure how long we'd been at it but at some point, I blacked out and the next time I opened my eyes, it was six-thirty in the morning.Pale sunlight was peeking through the living room blinds. My body felt heavily spent and most annoyingly, his dick was still buried inside me.“What the fuck did you do, Reina?” I muttered to myself. I won't blame this on the alcohol as I very much wanted this but damn, I didn't think I'd go feral like this. I could finally understand why people cheat. The thrill of it was intoxicating and I wasn't even in a committed relationship yet.I sat up slowly, taking a minute to let my head clear. Steven was lying undernea
CHAPTER 44REINA'S POV I knew I was hesitant to do this with Steven but if I'd known it'd feel this good, I'd have done this ever since. I sat up, panting as I wiped my mouth. Now I knew why he was popular among the girls. With his face and bedroom skills, he was bound to get anyone he wanted.“Don't tell me you're tired already,” he smacked my ass before sitting up. He got to his feet and sat on the coffee table looking at me. “I never said I was,” I answered him. “And where do you think you're going?” I frowned.“Take off your shirt, bend over the couch with your ass facing me,” he crossed his legs as he instructed.“Huh? I remember telling you that I'm the one that calls the shots here,” I reminded him. “And I'm not opposing to that,” he raised his hands in surrender. “I can tell that you're the kind that likes it rough. Besides, it seems to me like you'd enjoy being dominated.”“You sure are full of yourself,” I scoffed. “And should I do to you if I don't like any of your plays







